"Inha, what are you playing?" Sung Jun asks with a brilliant smile and a dangerous tone. The chill in his voice is enough to freeze entire inferno.
Park Inha's teasing tone doesn't change either. "Hello, you can't blame me. She stole my first love."
"How did my father know that we are coming today?" He studies at Fang Aisa from the corners of his eyes. She is keeping a perfect poker face. Not a single emotion is leaving her eyes. She doesn't look nervous or scared. She has been smiling and talking to his father and the people around her with ease. He realises that his hot-tempered wife has been taught some bad things by that useless god.
"He knew everything from his sources. I had no part." Park Inha follows his eyes. She scrutinizes Fang Aisa from top to bottom. She comments, "She isn't prettier than me."
"She is the most beautiful woman in the room."
Park Inha narrows her eyes at Sung Jun and doesn't smile anymore. This man is too insensitive.
"Is she even interested in you? She faked her death and left you alone. She isn't least bit bothered about you and me." Park Inha leans closer to him and winks. "She is looking at us, but she isn't jealous. Does she even love you?"
Sung Jun smirks at her. "You are trying to make her jealous, Inha. That's foolish. She knows that I am hers."
Park Inha hides the anger in her heart and sticks closer. "Even if you are married to her, she should still become jealous. A woman knows when another woman eyes her husband."
Sung Jun laughs. "Park Inha, how would your fiance feel if he sees us like this?"
She raises her brow and answers teasingly, "He knows that I belong to him."
This time, both of them laugh. Their laugh reverberates like a bell and attracts a lot of stares. Fang Aisa also gazes at the beautiful man and woman. They look like they belong to each other. Sung Ki-Woong also sees them and feels happy that Park Inha and Sung Jun are growing close. He knows about Park Inha's engagement, but he doesn't care. Park Inha has been in love with his son for years. His son must realise that. Eliminating Fang Aisa from his life is easy.
He discerns Fang Aisa's reaction. He expects to see her upset. Instead, he finds her smiling ear to ear.
"Ah!" One of the ladies exclaims. "They look beautiful together." She voices the thoughts of many guests at the party.
"She was his fiance, but he has his eyes on someone else," Another lady informs her, not caring about Fang Aisa being in earshot.
"You mean...she is the one who broke their engagement?" The first lady questions. They look at Fang Aisa like she is a villain.
"Yes...She must be a witch like her evil mother," The third lady chimes in. "Don't you know who her mother is?"
"Who is it?" The second lady asks.
"It's the Phantom Witch, Dabria." This receives multiple gasps from the ladies. They cover their mouth with their gloved hands and stares at Fang Aisa like she is an abomination.
"I am also a witch," Fang Aisa chuckles and informs the ladies. "I am really lucky that I have a husband who still loves me despite my origins."
Sung Ki-Woong grinds his teeth together when he hears that. Even having her standing so close to him is testing his endurance. A woman like her can never be accepted in the Sung Family. Either this woman will die or she will disappear.
"I am the lucky one." Another voice joins them. Sung Jun kisses the back of Fang Aisa's hand. "Darling, are you tired?"
When she looks at him, he notices that she is somewhat annoyed. But it's last for barely a second. Not jealous? Not angry? She gives him a nod with a tight smile. But her nails are digging his palm.
"Wife, were you jealous of Inha?" He whispers to her ears.
"Why would I be? She is just a childhood friend. I am your wife for life," Fang Aisa replies in mocking voice.
"Wife needs to cut her nails."
When Sung Ki-Woong sees them whispering to each other intimately in front of the guests without any shame, he is on the verge of seizing Fang Aisa by her hair and cast her in the dungeon for the rest of her life. He should have kept her in the council's prison instead of returning her to her father back then. How dare she touch his only son? She is a despicable creature like her mother.
He takes out his phone and sends a message. It's time.